not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]
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For whatever reason I crave consuming like, clouds and nebulas and stars and wanted to share my brewing ideas for how to mimic that :3
☁️ Clouds - Pretty obvious but cotton candy. Biting into cotton candy is essentially like biting into a cloud. I think whipped cream could also satisfy this in some way tho
⭐️ Stars - Konpeitō! It’s a Japanese candy that you may recognize from Mario Galaxy or Spirited Away; very star coded and I think they would work well for any star consuming urges (I haven’t tried them personally though)
☀️ Stars - I feel like ‘cute little sky dots’ and ‘massive balls of ‘fire’’ hit different lol- I feel like massive balls of ‘fire’ would be spicy but I have no idea what would fit that
🌌 Galaxies - Space themed sprinkles!!! If you think you can handle it I feel like eating just. Icing with sprinkles can have galaxy vibes but I don’t recommend it in large amounts
If anyone could point me in the direction of healthier space foods that would be much appreciated X3
I like that!! I love "beyond comprehension", anything that speaks to the vastness of space is really cool :}
I wonder what other celestials/sidereals/starkin refer to space as? I love "the infinity", it feels the most appropriate to me.
I'm also curious to know if any other stars are particularly attached to humans and their conceptions, practical use of us. I am particularly fond of being wished upon, but I wonder if any of us enjoy being helpful with navigation :} I'd love to be in a star chart one day, that sounds pleasant.
... You know, I've found it hard to find true disdain for this planet. Of course, I feel that same melancholic homesickness most non-earthly entities do when left to reflect too long on not being home. But, I actually do love it here, for all of the troubles and triumphs I've lived.
... I'm a Sidereal. A star fallen to Earth, whose soul and spirit mixed with the debris of this planet, thus anchoring my body to this planet. My job for now is for experience change, to change my form, and find singularity. In many ways, I'd imagine it isn't unlike stellar evolution. It is in our nature to change, then die. In that way, we're quite like human earthlings.
... So, I try to take it in stride. It's also helped by the fact that I am a Milky Way star, and specifically one near to Earth (likely only just scratching the double digits in billions light years). Stars are passive observers. I am an observer. Light takes a while to travel, yes, but of what little I can concretely remember, I've always found the evolution of human beings deeply fascinating. So getting to be part of that to a small extent is warming, I feel. It's nice.
ꔛ✶. leave a wish .✶ꔛ
I'm so deeply in love with the moon. And I don't mean that in a "oh she's so pretty" way. I'm wholeheartedly in love with her. And she knows, this is no blushing secret. She's deeply admired, and truthfully, she's pretty graceful about it.
I'm not particularly polyamorous, but I will say, the fact that she's beloved by so many (the other stars, sol, mortal creatures) brings me great joy. Her majesty is very likely unanimously adored by any and everything that can perceive her. I think it is only natural and correct that she, effervescent and splendorous, is so cherished.
𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔:
── obvious (racist, antiblack, pedo/maps, zoos, zionists, homophobes & terfs).
── niche ; radqueers, exclus., transmeds, endo-sys, ddlg.
𝐼 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑑:
── agere, discourse, vent-centered accounts.
𝑂𝑓 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒:
── I am a reserved being, and can be a little slow to interact.
── This is not my top priority blog atm.